Somewhere in the World

Somewhere in the world, there is someone who dreams of a life like yours.

Somewhere in the world, there is someone who skips their lectures to sleep in. Somewhere, there is someone who complains that they have to go to the store to buy groceries. Somewhere, there is someone who trades in the iPhone 5 for the iPhone 6. Yet, somewhere in the world, there is someone who is threatened if they go to school. Somewhere, there is someone who doesn’t know when they’ll get their next meal. Somewhere, there is someone who is sold off like a possession. They cannot even conceive of a life like yours.

I’m not trying to belittle or trivialise anyone’s problems or treat them as insignificant in comparison to another’s. Nobody’s life is free from trouble or heartache. But our life isn’t made up of one thing. We can be grateful for the life we have, even just parts of it. We can honour the life we have by making the most of what we have been given. Our life can bring us great joy if we learn to look in the right places.